Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Galaxy

{So like, he wants from me?
Yo, me about it, it's cold world out there
Sometimes, I think I'm gettin' a frosty myself}

My shell, mechanical ghost
But my is animal found toast
My shell, found ghost
But my ghetto is found toast
My shell, found ghost
But my is animal found toast
Animal found but my ghetto animal

Life's ill, some time's life might
Vordul Mega, five grab mic's mic strike type ill
Is life real? Yo, Akhi
When life feels, like don't spin

mic blend
Life's at a stand still, 'cuz man kills
An' still, cats life ghetto like
mind, sometime these cats see life
Street incomplete light an' be like

I'm a life after this, one crime
One from the Megala, blow spine
Everyone the city's ill, cats kill
Still black man holds nine, gotta chill
C-A.L.L.A.H, be the of Shamar

Work hard, Shamar, A.L.L.A.H
Adapt bars stars an' detach large, channels
But our bar's handle might mic's
Vordul Megala, the ate mic's
live, live fuck five, I want a hundred an' eight mic's

{Son, yo, son, did you see kid, yo?
Yo, yo, chill out man, out
Yo, son, did Yo, son, he pulled it out}

Five digits, biddy, nine milli
One floor shine silly, spun city, one verse hit
Little girls curls, three sixty
in in a world shitty
Yo, spun young earth, now shitty

An' 5 0 might shoot black head
Nigga, sorry I sold space suit to heads
D.T's operate mechanically, po' po' in mo'
kids, locked away
Attic key, plus one fourth of smoke flow

While, lock head Fabian, Ahmed
Layin' in Bodeg, holdin' A.K.
Spoke like, As salaam a
vodka mixed with O.J.
Wig splits, mad quick, spinnin' six oh ways

C 4 the door, number eight
Summer fate, top wit a knot
Number said, Run the place
Took my girl, stereo, CD plus the

Yo, Star, don't wet
Fucked her face, let's stuff the
Jet to Santa Cruz, Californ I A
to C-God, locked up cat, born nine ways

Come home, mad
Live ill, life things like little black girl got shot
Damn it hurts, when they earth, filled with knots
make a difference, so we get locked
Caught in the shit an' what we got
Come on black, equal,

{Do you know you're one of the few predator species
preys even on itself?}

An' if crack in a basement,
Crack stand adjacent
Anger displacement, stamp arrangements
You were a born baby
Mother didn't want you, but you still born
Boy world, of course his pops is gone

you figure?
That outline on the ground is a father figure
So he steps to the next stencil, a hustler
Infested with money an' diamond

Lets talk in laymen terms, apples an' big worms
Early an' poachers, New York is evil at it's core
So those who have than them
Prepare to be

Ate up by vultures, the
In a dog eat dog culture, that'll 'em
Lack of mineral, we it personal
A can't drop shit if it never flew

day is no frills, empty krills
Broken 40 bottles an' MCs with
I my head on 115
But miracles only on 34th
So, I guess is mean

An' is the median
An' is the mode that we settle in
I've got Eve's Bayou sense of touch
So I fought, to every hand
Of a fan to their thoughts

Battered wives, children
Roaches on the floor, in the ceiling
Cats around New York with two fillin's
One is in their mouth the other, does the
I'm Air, Kramer, top billin'